It was a warm sunny day. Birds were chirping on the branches, kids were playing in the garden while their parents looked after them from the porch drinking their coffee. Old ladies were gossiping and old gentlmens playing cards. It was a normal day. Everyone was out, enjoying the sun, except a 25 year old male who was sitting at his work table, infront of a computer with a blank sheat of paper. The male's name is Kim NamJoon, he's a reporter for the most popular magazin in South Korea. He's been working this job for a little more than a year and he belives he's very good at it. He doesn't have a lover because he belives it'll just distract him, but little does he know what awaits him.

"Have you finished the work yet?"

NamJoon almost jumped out of his seat. It was his boss, Min Yoongi. His boss was known for his glummy behavior and deadly stears he'd give you if you messed with him. NamJoon knew better than to mess with mr. Min and always had a story ready before mr. Min would ask him for it, but this time... this time he had nothing.

"I am sorry mr. Min, but I'm still not finished with the artickel." NamJoon said. It was obvious that he was afraid and nervous because with mr. Min, you never knew what awaits you.

"What do you mean 'not finished yet'? You're always finished before the deadline and now you're telling me you're not done even after it???"

To say that mr. Min was angry was an understatment. He was absolutly furius. NamJoon felt like he had all the right to be. One of his bestest reporters failed in finishing his artickel by the deadline was frustrating and disapointing.

"NamJoon, if I may know, /when/ will you be able to submit your work?' Mr. Min asked iritated.

"I'm sorry sir, but I don't know. I just don't have anymore inspiration to write about this kind of stuff."

"No more inspiration?"

NamJoon nodded.

Mr. Min sighed. "Kid," he said, "in life there will be times when you won't have the inspiration to do them, but you still have to."

That was the first time NamJoon saw this side of mr. Min.

"How about I help you in finding your inspiration? If you can't write about politics anymore, maybe there's something else you could write about."

NamJoon gasped incoherently. "Thank you mr. Min, thank you!"

"Don't worry kid, I'll find you something interesting to write about." Mr. Min said and gave NamJoon one of his rear gummy smiles and left. NamJoon stayed in his seat thinking about what just happend. Was glummy mr. Min really just frendly to him? Did he really just give him a smile? NamJoon was shocked, but then again he heard that mr. Min can be really sweet he just didn't think he'll ever witness it.

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After seeing mr. Min's soft side, NamJoon thought it would be great to go to a nearby caffe and drink something warm to relax him.

The caffe wasn't anything too fancy. Actually, it was a simple caffe with the pink theme. Everything was in diferent shades of pink. Pink sofas, pink pillows, pink photo frames, pink details on the walls etc. NamJoon wasn't a fan of that color but the owner made it look like the most relaxing place in the whole world. Of course, NamJoon would much rather be in the nature or next to his little bonsai tree with a cup of tea and a book but this place is nice too. And he needed to be back at work in 30 minutes so he didn't have much choice.

This wasn't his first time in this caffe but he never saw the owner. He thought that it's probably some young lady who likes pink. The waiters were all males so he was even more convinced that he was right.

There was a waiter that sparked his interesst the most actually. The guy was handsome, he had wide shoulders, blond hair with pink highlights, a beautiful smile and even more beautiful laugh. The guy never left the counter and NamJoon wasn't confident enough to go and talk to him. He always tried not to stare at the guy for too long. Of course he failed all 7 times he was at the caffe.

"May I take your order, sir?"

It was another waiter. The little one, with all pink hair, small hands, long legs and he was a little... chubby in the face? This waiter has been serving him from the first time NamJoon came to the 'Rosea caffe'. The guy is nice but he would love it if the wide shoulder guy came to take his order.

"Ah, emm, I'll have a cup of green tea" NamJoon said looking at the guy.

"Alright, do you want anything else?" the waiter asked smiling. NamJoon noticed his eyes literally disapear every time he smiles.

"No thank you. That's all." NamJoon said smiling back to the guy.

"Okay, I'll be back soon with your order" he turned and went back to the counter.

NamJoon never actually checked the guys name on the tag that was on his apron. He hopped the handsome guy would take his order some time but it seems that he won't.

(awww poor Joonie~ :( but don't y'all worry ;P)

"Hey Jin",said Jimin,"the cute guy you're always talking about wants a cup of green tea. My shift is almost over, you think you can bring it to him?"

Jin was red as a tomato in matter of seconds!

"Jimin! You know better than anyone that I can't bring it to him!" Jin was creaping out.

"I have thingels all over my body when I just see him! What will happen when I talk to him!?"

Jimin sighed. "Alright, I'll bring it to him. Just for the record, I can ask for a dollar more for my pay this month because I stayed today but I won't. You owe me big time." He said looking at Jin with naroved eyes.

"Don't worry, you'll get 10 more if you stay and bring it to him." Jin said while making the tea.

As the two were talikng NamJoon kept looking at the handsome guy smiling while talking with his coworker, the smal guy.

He's a whipped man.

In all that staring he bearly noticed that the waiter was coming to where he was to give him his order.

"Here you go!" The guy chimmed.

"Ah, thank you..." NamJoon looked at his tag. "Jimin..."

He smiled shoving his dimples. He thought it's a cute name for a cute person like him.

Jimin smiled back at him.

"Would you mind paying at the counter?"

NmaJoon's smile faded. Paying at the counter? Will he be able to do that? Probably not. But then again, he'll finally get to know the handsome guy's name. And hear his voice. Oh God!!! He can't do that! He'll start stutering or embarrass himself!

"Uh, c-can I pay now?" Oh my God! He stuttared!?

"Emm, yeah sure. Thta's 9 dollars."

NamJoon payed him and took a sip of he's tea. There's something in this tea that he can't describe but it tastest 100 times better than when he makes it at home. He kept on sipping on he's tea and looking at the handsome guy.

~Time skip to 2 days after that~

"Joonie hyung~, what are we doing here? I thought you don't like pink."

NamJoon looked at his friend. The big doe eyes of the boy were shoving obvious confusion, his long fluffy black hair bouncing a little with his every step.

"I don't." NamJoon said simply.

"Than why the hell are we here?"

"Jungkookie-ah, I told you that they have the best green tea here."

NamJoon went to his usual seat and motioned for Jungkook to seet next to him.

"Okay, but why exactly he-"

He stoped mid santance when he saw the little waiter that was coming their way.

"Hello! What would you like me to bring you?" Jimin asked.

"Well why don't you bring that *** over here?" Jungkook looked Jimin up and down checking him out.

Jimin giggled. "Give me your number and maybe you'll get some." He winked at Jungkook.

NamJoon stared dagers at Jungkook for acting that way but the two atill ended up exchanging phone numbers.

"Okay, so now for real, what would you like?" Jimin asked smiling.

"I'll have a cup of green tea" NamJoon answered.

"And I'll have some banana milk!" Jungkook was entusiastic about his order.

"Coming right up!" Jimin said and went to the counter.

"Ouch!!!" Jungkook cried.

"What was that for!?" He stared dagers at NamJoon who just hitted him on the head.

"What was that? What was THAT!?" NamJoon emphasised, meaning on the flirting that happend between the two youngers.

"Oh, I just got myself a cute bf" Jungkook said proudly with a smile on his lips.

"A /bf/?" NamJoon asked. "Jungkook, you don't even know the guy!"

"Yeah well, I'll change that" he smirked.

NamJoon sighed.

"Change? How?"

"I'll ask him out of course! And while we're at it, when was the last time you went on a date?"

This was a low strike. The truth is, NamJoon hasn't been on a date for months!

Well, years, if you want him to be totally honest.

"Ahhh, I- I don't know..." he murmured.

Jungkook tillted his head in confusion. "You don't know???"

NamJoon nodded.

They sat in silence for a few seconds.

"OH MY GOD! KIM NAMJOON YOU WEREN'T ON A DATE FOR /THAT/ LONG!?!?!?"

"Jungkook, calm down! Everyone is looking at us!"

NamJoon looked around the caffe. All the eyes were on them. But one pair in had him alerted the most.

The wide shoulder guy... was /staring/ at him like... like he's... s-surprised?

He looked at the floor quickly. Regretting bringing Jungkook here.

"Keep it down Jungkook" he said trough his greeted theet.

"But hyung... for /that/ long?"

"Yes, now can we please talk about something else?" NamJoon said steetling a glance of the guy at the counter.

Jungkook noticed this and looked at the direction his hyung was looking at. He smirked knowingly.

"So, who's the handsome guy?" Jungkook asked mockingly.

NamJoon blushed.

"I- I don't know h-his name..." He treiled off.

"You don't? Oh well, I'll ask Jimin then" Jungkook's smirk growed.

"Jungkook-"

Before NamJoon could end his sentace Jimin came with their orders and Jungkook was quick on his tounge.

"Say, what's your friend's name?"

Jimin hallted in his movement.

"M-My friend?"

"Yeah, the one with wide shioulders? You see, my hyung is too much of a coward to go ask him that himself." Jungkook said motioning to NamJoon.

Jimin smiled again.

"Ah, that's my boss, Jin hyung!"

Jin...NamJoon heart might have skipped a beat.

Wait, did Jimin say /boss/?

"What do you mean /boss/?" NamJoon asked.

"Oh ya know, he pays me and tells me what to do. Stuff like that."

"So, you like my hyung?" Jimin looked at NamJoon.

"Ah, ye-I mean no!" NamJoon stuttared.

Jimin laughed.

"I'll call him" he winked in NamJoon's direction and NamJoon could have swore he felt chills go down his spine.

NamJoon couldn't even react and Jimin was alredy half way back to the counter and Seokjin.

"I swear you two will be a pain in the *** as a couple" NamJoon told Jungkook with his face in his hands.

Jungkook just laughed at that.

"Hyung, the customers at table 7 are being noeisy. Can you go and calm them down?"

"Ah, sure Jimin. Just give me a sec." Jin said getting out from behind the counter and heading to the table 7.

NamJoon's table.

"So, I got complains on your table. Could you please calm do-" Jin stopped mid sentace.

NamJoon was facing Jin right now. It was a small distance. Just a few inches.

They both blushed furiously.

Jungkook was, you guessed it, laughing.

The two were looking at each others eyes. It was as if they were all alone.

But they weren't.

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